About me:

being in a constant state of curiosity means i ask too many questions. i habitually turn my back on reality and find myself partaking in flights of fancy. i dwell in the realm of possibility. my loyalty is unshakable and my sanity is questionable. oh, and i feel everything in the extreme. strange womanchild. romantic realist. i comfortably straddle the line between darkness and light. i adore passionate hearts and obsessively collect words. and pictures. a featherless magpie. mediocrity bores me. im a fantastic time traveller and find im not quite in sync, like i've been abandoned in the future, when i belong in the past and sometimes im from a place i've yet to see. i am "a one woman melodrama, whose default setting is over-reaction." i am the sum total of all my days and all the days i have yet to create, encounter and live through. I love my crazy diamond. mysterium coniunctionis. magic bean sellers. bedazzling and being bedazzled. the scent of grass after the rain. i love waking up and the sun is streaming through the window. the smell of used matches. folklore. dandelion and burdock. the secrets of the amygdalae. teal and raspberry coloured underwear. i love the old ways that were the new ways that now shape my way. ribbons. i love the smile in your voice. in your eyes. motorbikes. paper lanterns. tattoos and personal heiroglyphs. ancient maps of a world long gone. interior maps. the shadowy places inside. geekiness. certainty found in obscurity. adventures and adventurers. poetry and lives lived as poems. being allowed glimpses of different lives. i love the smell of autumn in the air. decadence. simplicity. instinct. curiosity and the pause between replies. magical story-tellers. personal mythologies. tea parties. i love people who make me listen and see and want to know more. i love earth/nature spiritualism. i love playing with matches. and scissors. i love being in love. i love when the light shines just right. magic. i love keys (literal and metaphorical) and the delicious feeling upon finding they fit. the scent of sun warmed skin. i love hot chocolate and turkish delight. tap dancing. dressing up (i need a top hat !). i love people's stories. hand written letters. strangers who smile when you pass. people who ask how you are and really want to know. it wouldn't be an understatement to say i romanticise everything. if it means something or nothing to you it usually means everything to me. i talk when words are required. sometimes, even when they're not. i love with every atom of my being. i have lost friends along the way. i hate when beliefs are based on ignorance and narrowmindedness. im evolving and regressing in not so equal measure. maybe one day my edges will fail to contain me. i am thinking about love, pain, life, chances. and STUFF. mostly.